Doors

Boots primed

ready

for that final step

to freedom...

glory...

heaven, or maybe...

what the hell

you'll be immortal either way.

So go ahead

kick that f*****g door in.

Author's Note

Normally I want people to take whatever they want from my poetry, but on this occasion for the avoidance of doubt I must emphasise that this is nothing to do with skinheads, neo-fascists etc etc.

Reviews

[Mari K]

I don't know much about skin heads but I definitely didn't think of that at all. 😄 All I see is a good piece about grabbing life by the balls. Nice simple write.

[Pól]

thats basically it
Ta

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A brilliant and skillfully written poem that I interpret as a metaphor for taking a chance, a risk. (No doors were harmed in the making of this poem!)